Chapter 102: The Phoenix Sky Technique

It was perfectly normal for Xiao Kaitian’s phone to be switched off, for today he had important guests to receive—Bai Kou and Zhao Qixi. Since they had agreed to join All Under Heaven, this was no trifling matter. Xiao Kaitian was still deeply in debt, and after considering all the factors, he decided to have both of them live with him.

First, there was Bai Kou, a martial artist at the early Celestial stage. Once a martial artist entered the Celestial realm, they could be called a grandmaster. As Qixi Media Consulting grew, including All Under Heaven, there would inevitably be challenges ahead. But Bai Kou changed the equation—a resident grandmaster! In Han-Tang enterprises, only five-star companies had grandmasters, and even then, they weren’t permanent. Only super five-star giants, like Penguin or Ali, could claim a resident grandmaster in their ranks. What this meant for Qixi Media Consulting or All Under Heaven was self-evident. This was why Xiao Kaitian valued Bai Kou so highly.

He needed a strong arm.

As for Zhao Qixi, there was little to be said. In Xiao Kaitian’s eyes, she was no different from himself, except she almost entirely lacked divine source. But as fellow natives of the Central Axis universe, special care was warranted. Besides, with death looming at any moment, it was best to keep her close for stability.

Thus, when Xiao Kaitian proposed that the two live together with him, it was entirely free of ulterior motives. He thought they might object, but to his surprise, both readily agreed.

Returning home, Uncle Zhong, trembling and timid, noticed the addition of two women and was delighted. At dinner, several nourishing dishes appeared on the table.

“Young master has finally come to his senses, or I would be failing the old master!” Uncle Zhong nearly broke into tears, and Xiao Kaitian had to persuade him to leave.

But when it came time to arrange Zhao Qixi’s room, Bai Kou’s sharp tongue emerged: “Firstly, this neighborhood is merely passable for Haidu. Security, sanitation, property management, and amenities all fail to meet requirements.”

“It’s too far from any thriving commercial complex. This building has stood for at least fifteen years—some areas may require renovation.”

“The room’s decor is overly simple. For a man, it’s tolerable, but certainly not suitable for Xiao Qi.”

“The sofa and furnishings are likely giveaways, aren’t they? Not up to standard. I’ll replace everything.”

And so on. Upon entering the house, she produced a notebook and listed every dissatisfaction: “Of course, all expenses will be yours.”

Xiao Kaitian was speechless. Was this a grandmaster, or a first-rate housekeeper? Turning to Zhao Qixi, he saw her sitting quietly in her wheelchair, never speaking a word.

He felt a headache coming on, unsure if inviting these two was a blessing or a curse.

But responsibility was his. Zhao Qixi’s situation could wait; his first ‘project’ was Bai Kou.

The three sat together, fragrant flower tea laid out before them. Xiao Kaitian inhaled deeply and broke the silence: “As a gesture of good faith, I’ll offer you all I have. Grandmaster Bai, if you don’t mind, could you share the martial technique you practice with me?”

“Call me Bai Kou,” Bai Kou replied, crossing her legs and savoring her tea. “Why do you want my technique? It’s for women. Are you planning to change your gender?”

At this rate, conversation was impossible. Xiao Kaitian licked his lips. “I can modify your martial technique, helping you gain power from the next dimensional world faster, preparing us for ascension.”

In truth, his modifications could directly bridge to the Central Axis universe.

Bai Kou nearly spat out her tea, her beautiful eyes wide. “You can modify martial techniques?”

“Yes.”

“Are you Xiao Kaitian, or have you been possessed by a Wanderer?” Bai Kou asked.

Communication was truly difficult. Was this what deserved her focus? Xiao Kaitian wiped his face. “I am Xiao Kaitian. Anyway, do you want a new martial technique or not?”

“Hmph.” Bai Kou flicked her hand and, from nowhere, produced a thin book, tossing it to Xiao Kaitian. He caught it and saw the title: “Phoenix Heavenly Art.” It looked impressive.

Xiao Kaitian wrapped the book in his divine source and quickly extracted its contents. He shook his head gently. The technique was decent, its conceptual foundation sound, but its thinking was trapped within this dimensional space. If Bai Kou continued practicing it, she would never progress beyond the grandmaster realm.

“Wait a moment.” Xiao Kaitian was unwilling to display his special skill in front of the two. He took the book to his room and drew a deep breath.

“Calculating original object.”

Suddenly, a ball of golden light appeared in his hand, enveloping the book, and strange symbols and patterns flowed around the light.

“Triad Evolution of All Things.”

Instantly, the golden light began to spin rapidly, and the book dissolved into countless tiny black dots, swirling within the light.

“Implementation of a new structure.”

With a vibrating hum, the golden light flared, and the myriad black dots gathered anew, forming characters and settling into place.

This was Xiao Kaitian’s unique skill—Derivation—which could iteratively create any desired martial technique, at the cost of four divine source lights.

After this use, only two divine source lights remained lit within him.

The name remained “Phoenix Heavenly Art,” but its contents had been wholly transformed. Xiao Kaitian returned to the living room and handed the technique to Bai Kou, who accepted it with a cold smile. But as she opened it, her smile froze.

“This…” Bai Kou’s mind stalled for a brief moment.

“Ding dong! Ding dong!” The doorbell suddenly rang. Bai Kou’s brow flickered with annoyance—she was eager to try the new technique, and now someone was disturbing her.

Still, she was a guest, and Zhao Qixi showed no reaction. After this “trivial” matter, Bai Kou’s view of Xiao Kaitian was completely overturned.

Was he a fool? Was he possessed? He was simply a prodigy!

Though she had not yet begun to practice, just from the technique’s initial descriptions, Bai Kou sensed its extraordinary nature. It required no dismantling and rebuilding from scratch, only a smooth transformation. She could maintain her current strength and deepen it further. This power was something she had never encountered.

To be interrupted when itching with anticipation was agony. Her cold gaze fell upon Xiao Kaitian, who could only sigh. Uncle Zhong had retired for the night, and he had no idea who would come so late. He opened the door.

“Well, Xiao Kaitian!” At the door stood a man and a woman. The man leaned casually against the frame, blowing a bubble and greeting him with contempt.

It was Yan Xuan and Lin Dandan from Haidu Martial Institute.